《Not bound by honey》全部章節：第 111 章 - 第 120 章

Jocelyn’s POV His body heavy over mine, steading himself, still in me. Then he leant in and whispered “Say ‘mercy’ if at any time you need me to slow down.” I looked at him, and spread my legs wider while I gave him a slow nod. He smiled at me darkly his hands rough and unyielding, he grabbed my ass pushing himself in deeper, then he groaned as he pushed his first thrust. I tucked my fists into the sheets feeling a mix of pain and pleasure with his ruthless punishing strokes coming in one after the other. I moaned more as our skins slammed into each other. Then his grip shifted, firm and deliberate, sliding from my waist to my throat, holding me just enough to make my breath catch. His mouth followed, everywhere at once, dragging heat across my skin, nipping, sucking, leaving marks I knew I’d feel long after this was over. My head tipped back without thought, my body giving in before I could stop it. The sheets slipped from my fingers as I reached for him instead, clutch

I started moving in circles. My hands in front of me, clutching his knees. Is shaft deep and thick. I moved my hips more and more moving them with his strong hold on me. Inexplainable sounds coming out from my mouth. My body trembling my insides feeling tantalised, my brain clouded by the ecstasy, my breath shallow. Knowing by now that I had the strongest orgasm of my life I pushed through, which only heightened the sensation. His breath breaking more under me, his whole body trembling. And there it was just moments after my own I felt his sweet release, and him filling me up. Just shifting a little till we were not connected, he held me on his lap placing soft bites and kisses on my shoulders. I eased further down between his legs. Almost completely wrapped by his body fitting like a hand and glove. Our bodies still shaking, sweat between us. His warmth pressing through me. We felt like we were built and made to fold into each other. I looked down at my arms and knees. B

Jocelyn’s POVI was always drawn to stories. Romances in particular. I loved the juicy ones where the male character didn’t notice the right girl until she slipped away, only for a better man to be the perfect fit, leaving him devastated that he had been so blind. Or the catty ones where she got the guy, but he kept giving pieces of his attention to some sultry woman, only to realise too late that he should have appreciated what he already had. Then there were the forbidden loves, two people fighting for each other against all odds. Werewolves, vampires, princes and princesses. Marrying up and marrying down.I stirred my coffee slowly, thinking about it.What were Jackson and I?Strangers to lovers?“What are you doing?”The voice out of nowhere startled me so badly I spilled coffee all over myself.“Oh, you gave me such a fright,” I said, already reaching for a cloth to clean up the mess.Jackson leaned down and bit my shoulder lightly. “Deep in thought, are we? More fantasies?”I sh

Jocelyn’s POV A faint knock sounded at the suite door. Jackson and I practically jumped apart, scrambling out of the bed to straighten ourselves and pull clothes back on. He opened the door first. A young girl stepped inside, small and composed, with striking blue eyes that seemed far too observant for her age. She looked between us once before sighing dramatically. “Well, how considerate of you both to get dressed. After everything I heard the last few hours, I was preparing to walk in blind.” Heat rushed into my cheeks. Jackson cleared his throat beside me while she continued like nothing happened. “My name is Chantelle. I’ll be handling your schedules, keeping you alive, and preventing the O’Neils from completely overwhelming you.” She handed us both neatly folded papers. “Think of me as your second brain. Possibly your second heart.” I glanced down at the packed schedule and nearly lost my breath. Chantelle smiled knowingly. “You’ll be grateful you got your alone time now

Jocelyn’s POVChantelle held her papers neatly tucked by her side.Jackson turned to her. “Chantelle, since you know the most around here, I need you to arrange everything for our students.”“That’s not my job,” she said defiantly.“Maybe not, but you’ll make it your mission. I’m sure bossing over a hundred people is right up your alley. Make it work, and maybe it can help rectify what happened today.”She gave him a tight nod before moving toward the girls, who suddenly looked terrified of her.“We’ll move into the hall next door. Excuse the scramble while we find chairs and tables. You can start by writing on a blank page how you intend to make use of Mr. O’Neil’s opportunity.”Jackson interrupted smoothly. “Mr. and Mrs. O’Neil’s opportunity.”“Mr. and Mrs. O’Neil’s opportunity,” she corrected stiffly.Jackson turned back to the room. “Right. I caught up on a lot already, so excuse me if I ask you to skip parts I know. But before we dig in, let’s do introductions.”One by one, each